The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 3: Unexpected Ally…

Lyla

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then slowly, Darius released me, his expression shifting from arrogance to unease.

“Who the hell was that?” he muttered glancing in the direction of the growl.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t know who he was either but I felt a strange pull towards him, a sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.

My eyes drifted to where he was across the room but he was no longer there.

I turned around frantically, searching for him in the crowd, but I couldn’t find him.

He was just here a few seconds ago.

The cruel laughter from the boys reminded me of my current dilemma.

One of the boys suddenly yelped and pointed to my legs – I flushed in embarrassment as they laughed again.

It was my warm juices… I was so horny that I could feel every underwear I had on, soaked.

I closed my eyes, trying to block everyone out.

My body was just reacting to having plenty of men around me at the same time.

“What’s the matter, Lyla?” feeling a little… needy?” Darius taunted me as he stepped closer again.

“I bet you’d do anything to make this stop, wouldn’t you?”

My breath hitched.

I could feel my heat intensifying.

Darius’ voice – the manly scent of the men around me… gosh! It was driving me crazy, making my skin burn and my thoughts blur.

It was as though every nerve in my body was on fire and my senses were overwhelmed by the unbearable desire coursing through my veins.

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I moaned loudly, clamping my legs together as the scent of my high arousal hung heavy in the air.

Right now, that didn’t matter, I just wanted to take care of the pressure building inside me.

“Come on,” Darius sneered, leaning in closer.

“Why don’t you just beg us? We might take pity on you, mutt.

”

recoiled, my

but the worst part was the twisted flicker of excitement that pulsed through me

betrayal, how it craved for any touch, any relief, even

ragged and

peak yet but the heat was too much and my mind was fogged by the need that kept growing every

friends jeered, their taunts mingling with the

at her,” one

“She can barely stand.

Pathetic.

”

stepped forward and ran his index

my mouth as he inserted his finger inside it, tears burned in my eyes

ran my tongue up and down

dripped with false sympathy as

do anything to make this

right, Lyla? Do

I pushed through them before he could finish

eyes on me, could hear mocking laughter chasing me but I didn’t look

thought was to get away, to find somewhere – anywhere – I

wall

my lips but the words

the amber-eyed

gaze locked onto mine with a mix of curiosity and something

striking – tall, broad-shoulders, dressed in an impeccably tailored suit – an indication

hush fell over the room as everyone turned

a sickening dread pooled in

his signet on the third finger

was a Lycan leader, but not just any Lycan

was the Lycan Leader of the White Moon Throne –

heart pounded as I realized

powerful man in my world, with the scent of my

expecting a

uncontrolled

a disgrace, a shame that could bring down

Lycan leader’s eyes were intense, a deep amber that seemed

condemnation, his gaze

pulling me up from the ground with surprising

you okay?” He asked, his voice sending shivers through my

and

stammered but my body chose that moment

crashed over me, stronger than before and my

sagged against him, my vision blurring

leader caught me, his grip was

and I could feel the hard planes of his chest against mine, I could smell the intoxicating mix of his scent – earthy,

gaze fixed on me

Time seemed to slow.

the whispers and the judgment fading into the background as I and the Lycan leader stood

a flash of something raw